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βΎ SORCERER β½ β’ βΎ EXORCIST β½ β’ βΎ CURATOR β½ β’ βΎ HARBINGER β½ β’ βΎ PRIEST β½
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PERSONALITY TYPE
Architect INTJ-T
βThought constitutes the greatness of man. Man is a reed, the feeblest thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed.β
-BLAISE PASCAL
It can be lonely at the top. As one of the rarest personality types β and one of the most capable β Architects (INTJs) know this all too well. Rational and quick-witted, Architects pride themselves on their ability to think for themselves, not to mention their uncanny knack for seeing right through phoniness and hypocrisy. But because their minds are never at rest, Architects may struggle to find people who can keep up with their nonstop analysis of everything around them.
+ Rational | Informed | Independent | Determined | Curious | Original
- Arrogant | Dismissive of Emotions | Overly Critical | Combative | Socially Clueless
β’ β½ β’ βΎ β’ ππ’π±π₯π’π―π¦ππ« β’ β½ β’ βΎ β’
Alkereth's breeding was considered sacrilege. His mother brought home a tiny babe wrapped in soft silk under the light of a blood moon, but the people saw him and felt only fear. To whom was the child sired, and why did his eyes share the same shade as the shadowed moon? As a symptom of his strangeness, the boy never had a flicker of emotion on his face, or his voice. As tradition dictates, the people gave the child a name, and so they gave him a cruel and unlucky calling, βAlkerethββ a name which means βRed as the Omen Moonβ.
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πhere comes a time when Alkereth's mission is interrupted by those in possession of a so-called 'greater will'. Years of traversing realms that baffles imagination have tempered Alkereth's blade and resolve to cut down those whom oppose him. Of course, these feats are usually accomplished with an assembled team. Alkereth cannot be expected to kill these dark abominations alone.
No matter how terrifying, or how vastly intelligent a cosmic horror, nothing is enough to stay Alkereth's blade. Problematic elder beings have turned their attention onto Alkereth which makes realm hopping a daunting task, but his stout heart and determination makes him a formidable annoyance to the so-called abyssal gods.
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πlkereth was born with magical blood. For years he spent time in academies honing his abilities. His professors noted that he is a gifted Spellblade.
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πldritch horrors are not the only supernatural complications Alkereth has faced. Having experienced first hand what it was like to be possessed by demons, the Harbinger took it upon himself to learn how to expel these irritating spirits, and so he joined the Order of Lazamar. Unfortunately, spirits are drawn to him like moths to a flame.
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πhere was a time when Alkereth was part of a magical order as its High Priest, serving under the light god Lazamar. For personal reasons, Alkereth left, much to the Order's chagrin. They are looking for their Brother and the powerful seal he made off with.
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.................. π white mare came to Alkereth one day. He was beseeched to take up the mantle as Harbingerβone whom brings omen and prophecy. Blessed (or cursed) with foresight, it is Alkereth's responsibility to herald warning to realms in preparation for calamity. He is known as the Horseman of Omen. Unfortunately, Alkereth's presence is often deemed unlucky, and so the man chooses a lonely existence with only Lunrath as his constant and unwavering companion.
πunrath is no mere mare. She is a remarkable steed made of starlight. A spirit. Harbingers live on the saddle, they say. Omen-bearers, bringers of prophecy. Alkereth did not choose Lunrath, neither did he request his station. He was hand-picked by the spirit herself. Together, they are bound by an unknown fate...................
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There is no secret so close as that between a rider and his horse.
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